Page 83 of Suspicious

Stopping, I turn to look at him, my heart thudding in my chest. “That was so freaking sweet.”

He leans in, his lips close to mine. “It’s true. You’re selfless, kind. You’ve devoted your entire career to helping others. I know we went through some shit to get to where we are today, but even when we were going through it, you were still my favorite person. God, I fucking love you.”

Smiling wide, I can’t help the thrill coursing through my veins right now. With the words he is saying and the view he gave me moments ago, I don’t know if I can hold on until tonight. My eyes glance around the clubhouse, searching, trying to find something to help me right now.

And then I see it—my saving grace.

The one place that hasn’t been touched for this birthdayparty.

Letting out a small giggle, I reach for Loki’s fingers, gripping them tight with mine, and start pulling him with me. “C’mon, I have an idea.”

He doesn’t hesitate and follows me as we dodge our way through everyone, navigating a path through to the Chapel stairs. I turn, my eyes meeting his as he furrows his brows at me.

“Bea, what are we doing?”

A mischievous smirk creeps up my face, and I start rushing up the stairs, my hand still in his as I pull him with me before anyone can see us heading up into the sacred space. I push open the door, lead us in, then turn, pushing Loki back against the door and closing it. His back hits the door with a thud, his eyes widening in shock at my forcefulness as I flick the lock shut.

He peers down at me, tilting his head. “Sparkle… this is the club Chapel.”

Licking my lips, I waggle my brows at him. “Then I guess we better make sure we get close to God while we’re in here—”

“Not that kind of Chapel, baby,” he replies, and I slowly slide my hands down his torso, moving them to the loop of his belt buckle and flick it open.

“Then I guess it’s okay if we get unholy instead. Now drop your jeans and pull out your cock!”

Loki’s breathing hitches. “Fuck me,” he mumbles as his hands make quick work of his belt buckle.

“That’s the plan, baby.” I drop to my knees, taking his jeans and boxer briefs with me, letting them slide down to his ankles, and look up, licking my lips. Our eyes lock and if I didn’t know better, Loki is holding his breath.

Instead of licking him or even taking him in my mouth right away, I lightly blow on his cock, smirking at the way his thighs tense. I lean in, gently licking his balls, sucking at the base, and squirm when he releases a growl, threading his fingers throughmy hair. “Sparkle… this isn’t the time to tease. We’re in the Chapel, Alpha’s sacred space. If he knew we were…” His words trail off as I lick up his shaft.

“You were saying?” I ask, lifting a brow.

“I was saying open that fucking mouth, Sparkle.”

I do what he says and stick my tongue out, spreading my thighs.

He hasn’t even touched me, and I know I’m soaking through my panties with anticipation. I can’t stand it anymore and slide a hand between my legs, seeking relief. Suddenly, my head is yanked back, and Loki taps the head of his cock on my tongue.

“Mmm… as hot as it is, watching you pleasure yourself, that orgasm ismine.Now… be a good girl and let me fuck your mouth.”

All I can do is groan, bracing my hands on his firm thighs. He slides in, and I eagerly wrap my lips around his hard cock, letting my tongue slide against his firm length. Then, the only warning I get is his fingers tightening in my hair as he wraps his other hand under my chin, holding my mouth open. Each time he thrusts into my mouth, he slides a little deeper until he hits the back of my throat, making me gag. This doesn’t deter him, though. His moans echo through the chapel, and I don’t know if anything could be hotter.

I squirm, my clit throbbing and needing relief. My fingers clench, causing my fingernails to dig into his thigh, but he doesn’t slow. He only hisses between his teeth, picking up the pace. “Goddamn, every time you gag… shit…” His breath stutters, then he slides in, the head of his cock resting firmly at the back of my throat. No matter what I do, I can’t stop myself from sputtering and gagging, my spit pooling and dripping down onto my legs. My eyes widen from the effort, and I look up. Loki’s jaw is clenched, the muscle in his cheek ticking. “Gonna come, baby. You gonna be able to swallow it?”

My grip on his thighs turns my knuckles white as I try to relax, and I wouldn’t be surprised if my nails draw blood at this point. I take a deep inhale around his cock, the slurping noise only adding to the heat of the moment. He pulls back slightly before sliding in deeper than before. A deep guttural groan releases from his chest, his thighs begin to shake, his hips jerking with each jolt as he slams a fist into the door behind me, the same time his cum explodes into my mouth. That tang of salty liquid hits my tongue, and I let out a deep moan, sending a vibration over his cock as I swallow it down without a second thought.

Groaning, Loki slowly pulls back, releasing his hold. We’re both panting for breath as I wipe my mouth with the back of my arm.

“Fuck, Sparkle,” he pants out, reaching for my arm and helping me up. I fall forward into him from the force, but he easily steadies me, claiming my lips. I slide my hands under his shirt and club cut, reveling in the feel of his stone-like abs. Then he steps forward, backing me up until I have nowhere to go, pinned between him and the Chapel table.

His tongue dances with mine, groaning as he deepens our kiss. I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him impossibly closer, but he breaks the kiss, nipping my lower lip. My brows furrow in confusion, but before I can protest, he spins me and presses my back, forcing me to bend over.

“Loki… what are yo—” My question is cut off when I peer over my shoulder, and I’m met with the sight of him stroking his hard cock.

“Sparkle, is that wetness for me?” He tilts his head and licks his lips, lifting my dress all the way. Then he slides the head of his cock against the thin fabric of my soaked panties.

I roll my eyes. “No,Alex. It’s for—”

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